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BY    THE 

Rev.  JOSEPH  DANA,  D.  D., 

IPSWICH,     MASS. 
Pastor  of  the   South  Church  and  Society 

1765-1827. 


August,    1905  : 

Fifty  copies. 

Augustine  Caldwell,  Printer. 


DEC  10 1935 


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BY    THE 

Rev.  JOSEPH  DANA,  D.  D., 

IPSWICH,     MASS. 
Pastor  of  the   South  Church  and  Society 

1765-1827. 


August,    1905: 

Fifty  copies. 

Augustine  Caldwell,   Printer. 


Psalm  xlii,  8.     The  Lord  will  command  His  loving    kind 

ness  in  the  daytime,  and  in  the  night  His  song  shall 

be  with  me. 

Isaiah  xxx,  29.     Ye  shall    have    a    song   as    in  the  night, 
when  a  holy  solemnity  is  kept. 

Ephesians  v,  19.     Speaking    to    yourselves    in  psalms  and 

hymns    and  spiritual    songs,    singing  and  making 

melody  in  your  hearts  to  the  Lord. 

Colossians    iii,    16.     Admonishing  one   another  in  psalms 

and  hymns  and  spiritual  songs,  singing  with 

grace  in  your  hearts  to  the  Lord. 


The  Table  Monument  in  the  South  Burying  Ground. 
Epitaph  written  by  Nath'l  Lord,  Esq. 

In  Memory    of  the 

Rev.    Joseph  Dana,  D.  D., 

for  sixty-two  years 

Minister  of  the  South  Church. 

His  protracted    life   was  eminently 

devoted  to  the  cause  of  God  and  man. 

As  a  Preacher 

he  was  evangelical,   instructive  and  faithful. 

As  a  Pastor 

affectionate  and  devoted. 

In  all  the  relations  of  life 

a  pattern  of   Christian  Virtue. 

He  was  born  in  Pomfret,   Conn., 

Nov.   2,   (o.  s.)  1742. 

Graduated  at  Yale  College,    1760. 

Ordained    at  Ipswich,    Nov.   7,   1765. 

Received  as  Colleague  the 

Rev.   Daniel   Fitz,  June  28,   1826. 

Slept  in  Jesus,   Nov.    16,   1827, 

aged  85  years. 

His  people  erect  this  monument  of 

his  piety  and  worth,   and  of  their 

unfailing  attachment  and  veneration. 

O  still  each  rising  sigh  that  would  repine, 
Or  charge  the  Sovereign  hand  with  wrong ; 

Nor  let  us  thankless  to  Thy  call  resign 
The  precious  blessing  lent  so  long. 

Copied  from  the  tablet,  for  these  pages,  by  Lydia  A.  Caldwell,  Aug.  1,  1905. 


Digitized  by  the  Internet  Archive 

in  2012  with  funding  from 

Calvin  College 


http://archive.org/details/occasionaltextuaOOdana 


The  Story  ot  the   Hymns. 

Ipswich,  August  r,  1905. 
The  printer  of  these  few  pages  of  Occasional  and  Textual 
Hymns,  (composed  by  the  Rev.  Joseph  Dana,  D.  D.,  of 
Ipswich,)  was  the  errand  boy  of  Miss  Anna  Dana,  in 
1848-49- 50.  Miss  Dana  sometimes  talked  with  the  lad, 
and  referred  to  her  father  in  most  interesting  and  kindly 
ways  ;  and  in  the  summer  of  1850,  she  loaned  him  a  man- 
uscript book,  in  which  were  recorded  the  Textual  Hymns 
— gracious  relics  of  the  long  departed  parent 

Her  father,  (she  related, )  had  many  wakeful  nights  ; 
and  he  could  look  forth  from  his  pillow,  through  the 
window,  to  the  starry  sky  ;  and  in  these  hallowed  wakeful 
hours,  he  composed  the  Hymns,  suggested  by  the  inspired 
fragment  of  the  Bible  that  came  freshly  to  his  ^heart  and 
thoughts,  as  he  heavenward  gazed. 

At  the  breaklast  table  the  next  morning,  he  would  say, 
"  Now,  Anna,  get  the  quill,"  and  the  devoted  daughter 
wouH  leave  the  table  for  book  and  pen,  and  record  the 
fresh  stanzas,  as  the  aged  one  recalled  and  recited  his 
midnight  musings. 

These  written  pages,  treasured  by  her  till  her  own  old 
age,  she  allowed  her  chore  boy  to  take  to  his  home  ;  and 
he  copied  them  all,  to  his  venerated  friends  great  interest 
and  pleasure. 

Fifty-five  years  have  rolled  along  ;  the  little  manuscript 
book  comes  again  to  the  surface.  The  glimpse  of  it  revives 
the  memories  of  hallowed  morning  hours  when  duties 
called  to  the  old-time  Parsonage  of  Dr.  Dana  ;  and  the 
Hymns  freshen  as  the  eyes  scan  them, — breaths  of  far- 
away days.  And  as  the  name  of  Dr.  Dana  is  still  revered, 
these    little    Scriptural   songs   are    put    into  type,  and  will 


IV. 

perhaps   in    this   way    be    continued    till  later  generations 
are    walking  the  pathways. 

The  Occasional  Hymns,  pages  5-20,  have  been  printed 
in  connection  with  the  published  sermons  of  years  ago. 

The  Rev.  Daniel  Fitz  Ordination  Hymn,  is  not  complete 
as  printed  on  page  16.  [Perhaps  some  one  will  supply  the 
printer  with  a  finished  copy.] 

The  Textual  Hymns,  pages  21-41.  were  never  in  type, 
until  the  present  pages  gave  them  the  opportunity.  Some 
of  them  were  circulated  in  manuscript,  (the  Golden  Rule, 
was  one,)  and  the  children  of  earlier  days  were  taught 
them. 

It  would  be  interesting  to  the  printer  to  receive  from  any 
one,  the  names  of  all  who  participated  in  the  Burial 
services  referred  to  on  page  43. 

These  folios,  as  printed,  are  not  open  to  criticism.  Fifty 
copies  only  are  issued, — not  for  public  circulation,  but  as 
fragrant  blossoms  to  scatter  upon  the  sleeping  dust  of 
some  of  the  revered  ones  of  the  long  ago. 

Miss  Anna  Dana,  the  father's  devoted  amanuensis,  re- 
ferred to  above,  united  with  her  father's  church,  July  n, 
1802,  at  the  age  of  18  years.  Her  grave  is  near  the  table 
monument  over  his  dust  : 

Anna, 

Daughter  of 

Rev.   Joseph   Dana,   D.    D. 

Born    Nov.    2,    1784, 

Died  Feb.    13,    1866. 

The  generous  benefactor,   the 

devoted  daughter,    sister,   friend, 

the  ardent  christian. 

Rest  here,   beloved,  till 

the  day  break  and  the 

shadows  flee  away. 


©rcastonal  anb  Memorial. 

BY  THE  REV  JOSEPH  DANA,  D.  D.,  Ipswich,  Mass. 

O  D  E  . 

Written,  for  the  Anniversary  (1803)  of  the 
M.  Humane  Society. 

Great  Source  of  Life,   whose  breath  at  first, 
Gave  motion  to  our  senseless  dust, 

And  shall  from  death  restore, 
By  Thee  all  living  creatures    move  ; 
Each  pulse  that  beats  declares  Thy  love, — 

Without  Thee   beats  no  more. 

O  what  is  man  that  he  should  be 
Admitted  to  abide  with  Thee, 

(When  all  the  house  is  Thine!) 
Employed  to  save  in  deep    distress, 
Or  from  the  embrace  of  Death  release, 

When  such  thy  great  design. 

Thanks  for  the  pleasing  knowledge  given  ; 
What  wonders  by  indulgent   Heaven, 

Have  human  efforts  crowned  ! 
What  numbers  entered  with  the  dead, 
(Their  breath  retired — sensation  fled,) 

Again  their  lives  have  found. 

Thanks  for  the  means  to  man  disclosed, 
To  wake  his  friend,   in  death  reposed  ; 

O  rapturous  delight  ! 
To  change  the  wife's,  the  mother's  tear, 
From  deepest  woe  to  joy  sincere, — 

Joy  of  unmeasured  height. 

O  grant  us  pure  affections,   L,ord, 
Which  with  the  Saviour's  love  accord  ; 

Bless  each  Humane  design  ; 
Prevent  men  with  thy  kind  support, 
Or  save  them  in  the  last  resort, 

And  may  all  lives  be  thine. 


DR.    DANA  S    HYMNS. 

Samuel  Woodbury  : 

Drowned  near  his  Father's  house,   (Turkey  Shore,) 
March   19,   1802,  aged   15  years. 

How  yearns  the  parents  hearts   with  love  ! 

How  dear  an  only  son  ! 
And  yet  how  frail  these  comforts  prove  ; — 

And,  ah  !  how  soon  are  gone  ! 

Sure  the  blest  power  who  formed  the  mind 

Delights  not  in  its  pain  ; 
But,   Sorrow's  needful, — and  designed 

For  man's  eternal  gain. 

Come  see  the  hopes  of  man  destroyed, 

When,  to  the  Gate  of  Death, 
An   unsuspecting  youth  decoyed. 

And  yielding  up  his  breath. 

In  early  morn  he  took  his   way 

Down  to  the  river   side, 
Lured  by  the  charms  of  opening  day, 

And  streams  that  gently  glide. 

There  on  the  floating  ice    embarked, 
The  youth  his  pleasure  sought  ; 

No  friend  his  dangerous  progress  marked, 
Or  timely  succor  brought. 

Let  floods  of  tears  relate  the  rest, 
And  sighs  that  pierce  the  skies. 

"  Samuel  !"   the  mother  smites  her  breast, — 
Gone  !   gone  !  !    the  father  cries  ! 

The   neighbors   flock  with  feeling   hearts, — 

Blest  be  the  heavenly  power 
For  all   that  sympathy  imparts 

To  soothe    a   doleful   hour  ! 

All    day   they   search    the    waters   o'er, 

Yet    none    can    find    the    place 
Where  sleeps  the    youth    to    wake   no    more, 

Wrapped    in    their    cold    embrace. 

Ah  !   how  reduced  is  human    hope, — 
Oue   favor  now  implore  : — 


DR.    DANA  S     HYMNS. 

"  Let  the  cold  clay  be   wafteci  up, 
And  fiud  a  grave  on  shore!" 

But  how  mysterious  that  power, 

Which  thus  assuages  grief, 
That  na'ught  on  earth  could  comfort  more 

Than  now  this  strange    relief. 

It  comes,  more  precious  by  delay  ; — 
Parents,   with  grateful    hands, 

Shroud  and  inter  the  lifeless  clay, 
As  tender  love  commands. 

And  thou,   O  Sovereign  of  the  mind, 
Now  set  these  hearts  at  rest, 

In  pure  subjection,   all  resigned, 
And  make  their  sorrow    blest. 

Let  their  weaned  hearts  to  Thee  ascend, 

To  pay  the  homage    due  ; 
And  never  more  on  reeds  depend, 

Which  break  and  pierce  them  through. 

Be  Thou  henceforth  their  All  in  all  ; 

Their  joy,   their  hope,  their  trust  ; 
And  soon  the  wormwood  and  the  gall 

Shall  lose  the  bitter  gust.  ■ 

Come  young  Maria,*   learn   to    die, — 
Come   love  and  seek  your  God  ; 

The  vanities  of  life    deny, 

And  tread  the  heavenly  road. 

Thus  you'll  console  your  parents  dear, 
Live  happy    while  you  stay; 

And  your's  is  "Heaven's  Eternal  Year," 
Whene'er  you're  called  away. 

*  Maria,  a  younger  sister,  who  in  later  life  became  Mrs.  Mahon. 


DR.  J3ANA  S     BYMN«. 

On  the  Death  of  the  Rev.  Asahel  Huntington.  1813. 

Thou,   from  whose  throne  the  fainting    soul 

Derives  its  best   relief. 
O  see  what  waves  and  billows  roll, 

To  whelm  our  hearts  with  grief. 

Lover  and  Friend,  hast  Thou    removed, — ■ 

Son,   Father,  Brother  dear; 
The  Shepherd,  faithful   and   beloved, — 

O  bring  Thy  comforts  near  ! 

Reveal  Thyself,  Thy  love  most    free, 

And  heal  each  wounded  heart  ; 
For  who  on  earth  or  heaven  but  Thee, 

That  healing  can    impart. 

The  widow's  husband,  orphan's  friend, 

Thou  art  and  will  remain  ; — 
Great  Shepherd,  Thou  hast  never  said, 

Seek  ye  my  face  in  vain. 

O  then,  to  every   mourner  give 

A  supplicating  heart  ; 
And  let  the  gloom  which  shades  us  now, 

By  Thy  blest  beams  depart. 

The  precious  truths  Thy  servant  brought, 

O  teach   us  to  recall  ; 
And  to  those  virtues  so  approved, 

Assimilate  us  all. 

Let  Zion  soon  with  wonder  see 

This  mournful  breach  repaired  : 
And  Thy  rich  grace  and  love  shall  be 

In   grateful  songs  declared. 


DK.    DANA  S    HYMNS 


Peace,    1815. 

Sung  at  the  South  Church. 

Lord  of  the  world,  whose  awful  nod 
Bids  nations  know  that  Thou  art    God, 
In  silence  sink  their  hostile  words, 
And  into  ploughshares  beat  their   swords. 

What  shall  we   render  when   Thy  love 

Bids  all  the  earth  that  blessing  prove  ; 

Changes  at  once  our  mournful  state, 

And  through  thick  glooms  could  Peace  create. 

Peace  !   what  a  charm  the  sound  conveys  ; 
And  when  the  past  distressing  days 
Our  thoughts  review,  Oh,   in  what  strains 
We  wish  to  sing:    "  How  Mercy    reigns!" 

To  Thee  be  every   life  resigned, 
And  if  the  rod   has  left  behind 
Hearts  yet   unsoftened,   unsubdued, — 
By  Mercy  be  those  hearts  renewed. 

Teach   us  Thy   wondrous  favor's  use  ; 
Guard  high  and   low  from  all    abuse  ; 
Send  prosperous  days  ;   grant  virtue's   aid, 
And  heal  the  wounds  that   WAR  has  made. 

Heal   Thou  !   for  thou  alone  hast    Power  ; 
No  more  let  horrid  WAR  devour. 
Give  all   the   Kingdoms  to  Thy  Son, 
And   through  the  world  exalt   His  throne. 


The  General  Thanksgiving, 

Ipswich,  April   13,   1815. 

Stjll  sing  the  Saviour's  Love, 
Who  pitied  human  woes, 

And  sent  the  Heavenly  Dove, 
Our  warfare  to  compose  ; 

O  for  a  song  of  highest    praise  ; 

O  for  a  heart  that  sons:  to  raise. 


DR.     DANA  S    HYMNS. 

How  mournful  is  the  hour, 

When  God,  the  just  and  good, 

Withdraws  His  guardian    power, 
And  nations  plunge  in  blood  ; 

Who  now  shall  stay  their  growing   rage, 

Or  who  the  wide- spread  grief  assuage? 

But,  see  !     His  mercy  comes  ; 

Midnight  is  turned  to  day  ; 
And  woes  our  sins  had  brought 

His  hand  removes  away. 
Now  on  our  knees  let  thanks  be   given, 
And  with  repentance  rise  to  heaven. 

O  may   that  healing  hand, 

Remove  our  sins  away  ; 
Past  evils   over-rule, 

And  bring  a  prosperous  day. 
Teach  all  to  enjoy, — all  how  to  live, 
And  wisdom  to  the  nations  give. 

Henceforth  may  heavenly    Peace, 

In   human   hearts  bear  sway  ; 
And  princes  never  cease 

Its  dictates  to  obe>T. 
Then  shall  the  good,    with  hearts  serene, 
Review  the  ills  their  eyes  have  seen. 

Ye  aged,   who  have  lived 

To  see  these  sorrows  end  ; 
Ye  young,  whose  pleasing   hopes 

To  length  of  days  extend  ; — 
Praise  God   in   broken  notes  and   whole. 
Thou,  too,   must  bless   Him,  O  my  soul  ! 


The  Ordination   (1815,) 
of  Mr.   S.  and  Mr.  K.  as  Missionaries. 

Services  at    Ipswich. 

Blest  Shepherd,   who  a   heaven  couldst  leave 

To  seek  Thy  wandering  sheep, 
And  in  this  wilderness  ot  thorns, 

Suffer,   and   bleed,   and   weep, — 


DR.    DANA  S     HYMNS.  II 

O  shed  abroad  a  love  like  Thine 

In  every  shepherd's  heart  ; 
To  these,   Thy   messengers  of  grace, 

A  double  share    impart. 

Then  every  burden  shall  be  light ; 

No  suffering  seem  severe  ; 
Then  shall  the  Comforter  descend 

Their  faithful  breasts  to  cheer. 

O  take  them  to  thy  guardian  care  ; 

The  Spirit  be  their  Guide  ; 
Their  teachings  and  their  lives  inspire, 

Nor  be  success   denied. 

Soon  may  the  western    wilds  be  seen 

To  blossom  as  the  rose  ; 
Valleys  and  hills,   at  Thy  command, 

Abounding  fruit  disclose. 

Soon  may  Salvation's  sound  be  heard 

Through  every  land  abroad, — 
And  all  the  nations  soon  behold 

Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 


1820. 

Landing  of  our  Forefathers,    Two  Centuries  ago. 

Our  Fathers  God,    whose  favoring  hand 
First  led  them  to  this  desert  land, 
And  gave  them   here  a  safe  abode, 
When  savage  leet  around  them  trode, — 

Help  us  to  pay  the  tribute  due  ; 

Help  us  to  keep  Thy  love  in  view  ; 

And  often   let  our  sons  be  shown 

The  Rock  whence  we  and  they  were  hewn. 

Thus  may  they  with  a  deeper  thought, 
Survey  the  wonders  Thou   hast  wrought  ; 
And  melt  to  see  this  pleasant    land, 
So  filled  with  blessings  from   Thy  hand. 


DR.    DANA  S     HYMNS. 

Let  the  remembrance  of  the  just, 
Imprint  their  pious  hope  and  trust; 
And  all  their  virtues  keep  in  view; 
Teach  all  that's  lovely,   pure  and  true. 

Their  fair  foundations  for  our  good, 
Which  undecayed  so  long  have  stood, 
May  we  never  tear  away, 
To  build  on  sand  or  miry    clay. 

(Isaiah  51;    1.     Daniel  2:  43.) 


Dedication   (1825.)    of  the  Marblehead  Meeting-house. 

Great  God  !   whose  heaven's    unmeasured  space 

Cannot  contain,   wilt  thou   descend 
And  dwell   in  temples  men  may  raise, 

And  to  their  worship  audience  lend. 

May  our  devotion  like  the   flame 

On  Israel's  altar,  ever  burn  ; 
And  may  the   High   Priest's  precious  name, 

Our  offtrings  into    fragrance  turn. 

"  Here  may   He  meet  the  hungry  poor, 

And   fill  their  souls  with   Living  Bread." 
Here  to  the  blind  their  sight  restore, 
Heal  the  diseased — and   raise  the  dead. 

The  supplications  hither   brought, 

Hear  Thou   in   heaven,   and  send  in  love 

Answers  of  peace,   with   blessings    fraught, 
From  Thy   blest   throne,   all   thrones  above. 

This  house,   O  God.   for  worship   built, 

Joyful   we  dedicate  to  Thee  ; 
O  come  and   dwell  ;   remove  our  guilt 

Or  what  a   void   these  courts   would  be  ! 


DR.    DANA  S    HYMNS  13 

Change  it  to  Joy. 

Written  for  a  Youth   who    had  lost  a  limb.     1826. 

God  of  my  life,   Thy  wisdom  knows 

What  to  appoint  for  me  ; 
O  teach  me  ever  to  repose 

Unbounded  trust  in  Thee. 

What  though  afflictions  pierce  my  heart, 

Cannot  Thy  sovereign  power 
Change  it  to  joy,   new  life  impart, 

And  all  my  soul  restore  ? 

Grant  me  but  this,   'tis  more    by  far 

Than  all  that  I  have  lost  ; 
'Tis  more  than  life  with  all  that's  dear, — 

'Tis  more  than  earth  can  boast. 

Blest  be  the  Lord  that  this  may  come, 

Whatever  else  is  gone  ! 
Ask   it,   m}'  soul,   while  yet  there's  room, — 

Ask  it  through  Christ  alone  ! 

Then  everlasting  gain  shall  rise 

From  loss,   and  pain,   and  woe  ; 
Gain,   which  might  ne'er  have  blest  mine  eyes, 

Or  caused  my  thanks  to  flow. 


Ye  Lovely   Hills  and  Plains. 

Written  for  the  Sixtieth  Anniversary  of  his  Ordination. 

Ye  lovely  hills  and  plains, 
And  thou  soft  flowing  stream, 

Where  God  our  lot  ordains, 
Where  Jesus  is  our    theme  ; 

Be  lovely  still,  and  witness  here 

The  parting  sigh,  the  falling  tear. 

Grant  us,   O  God  of  love, 
To  meet,   and  part  no  more  ; 

May   Christ  and  things  above — 
Till  this  frail  life  is    o'er, — 

Employ  our  thoughts,   our  hearts  refine. 

And  train  us  to  a  life    divine. 


14  DK.    DANA  S    HYMNS. 

Blest  be  that  wondrous  grace, 
Which  gives  such  hope  to  man  ; 

And  bids  the  world  embrace 
Salvation,   while  it  can  ; 

O   then  relent  ;   to  God  return  ; 

Own  Christ,   and  into   Life  be   born. 

How  precious  is  that  Hope 

Which  runs  the  heavenly  road  ; 

And  keeps  its  courage  up, 
By  living  near  to  God  ! 

Grant  this,   0  Lord,   nor  let  me  be 

Ashamed  of  all  my  hope  in  Thee. 

But,   O  the  blissful  thought, 

(How  great  does  that  appear!) 

Salvation  nearer  brought 
By  each  revolving  year ! 

Grant  this,   dear   Lord,  this  we  implore  ; 

And  may  our  souls  be  roused  the  more  ! 


In  Memory  of  Rev.   Edward  Payson,  D.  D. 

October  27,    1827. 
Written  just  two  weeks  before  the  death  of  Dr.   Dana.) 

And  hast  thou,   Sovereign   Lord,    called   home  so  soon, 
A   faithful   Shepherd  ?     Is  that  spirit  gone 
Which  glowed  with   love  like  Thine  to   all   bis  flock  ? 
Sure  they   will   weep  beneath  the    afflicting    stroke. 

Xor  the}'  alone  ;   a  general  grief  declares 
A   loss,    with   which  no  common  loss  compares  ; 
And   let   it   flow  ;   let  such   a   loss  command 
What's  justly  due   to   God's  correcting  hand. 

But   let  not  sorrow  act  the   ungrateful    part, 
And  not  confess  in   such  a   mind   and  heart, 
So   long   bestowed,    unusual    favor   shown, 
An  1   privilege  given   in   him   who   now  is  gone. 

At   forty-four, — his   years   divinely   stretched 
By    usefulness,    a    "good   old   age''    had   reached. 
Let   then  these  tears  religiously   be  joined 
With  tears  of  gratitude, — the  Lord  is  kind. 


DR.    DANA  S    HYMNS.  15 

Such  prayers  incessant, — labors  night  and  day 

So  wonderfully  blest, — all  rise  and  say 

"  Bless  ye  the  Lord  !"     And  still,   tho'  dead,   he  speaks, 

His  friendly  voice  the   midnight    silence    breaks, — 

"  Remember,  O  my  flock  !" 

That  flock,  and  thousands  more,  will    keep  in  mind 
The  words  he  spoke,   faithful  and  truly  kind  ! 
Lord  Jesus,   let  Thy  all-sufficient    grace, 
Sustain  the  mourners,   fill  the  vacant  place. 

Still  from  that  place  let  vivid  prayers  ascend, 
And  the  same  power  the  Word  of  Life    attend  ; 
May  this  Elijah's  spirit  surely  rest 
On  every  prophet, — and  the   Word  be  blest. 


On  the   Death  of  Washington. 

Sung  at  the  Commemorative  Services,    at  the   South  Church,    Feb.  22,  1800, — 
Tune,  Sophronia. 

The  hymn  has  additional  interest,  as  five  of  the  stanzas  were  sung  at  the  burial 
ol  Pr.  Dana,  Nov.  19,  1S27, — slightly  changed  to  adapt  them  to  the  occasion. — 
The  fourth  stanza  is  inscribed  on  the  table  monument  over  his  grave.  The 
epitaph  and  Order  of  Exercises  at  the  funeral,  will  be  found  upon  another  page. 

Thou    Hope  of   Israel  !      Source  of  every  Joy  ! 

Resource  when  every  joy  is  fled  ! 
See.   Thy   Columbia   Hits  her  mourning  eye, — 

Her   Father,   Friend,    and    Guardian    dead. 

By  Thee  a   nation   lives  ;    Thy   love  supplies 

Deliverers  in  the   helpless  hour  ; 
And   when   Thy  mandate  calls  them  to  the  skies, 

Father,   we  tremble, — yet  adore. 

Thou  knowest  how  dear  Thy  Washington  we  held, 
What  blessings  through  his  hands  were  given  ; 

O  sooth  our  hearts  with  deepest  sorrow  filled, 
And  teach  us  to  submit  to    Heaven. 

Repress  each  rebel  sigh  that  dares  repine, 
Or  charge  Thy  spotless  hand  with  wrong  ; 

Nor  let   us  thankless  to  Thy  call   resign 
The   precious   blessing   lent   so   long. 


l6  DR.    DANA'S     HYMNS. 

All  praise  to   HIM  who  such  a  Saviour  formed, 
In  war  and  peace  sublime  and  blest  ; 

Who  with  such  virtues  all  his  bosom  warmed, 
And  crowns  them  with  immortal   rest. 

In  grateful   memory  let  them  long  be  held, 
And  to  Thy  praise  be  long  exprest  ; 

To  imitation  be  all  hearts  impelled  ; 
Engrave  them  in  each  youthful  breast. 

Pity  a   Nation's  tears:   be  bounteous  still; 

Bid  other  Washington's  arise  ; 
Preserve  Thy  ADAMS  to  perform  Thy  will, 

And  late  enthrone  him  in  the  skies. 


Ordination  of  Rev.   Daniel  Fitz,    as  his  Colleague.    1826. 

Thy  ancient  promise,   Holy  Lord, 
How  faithful   it  abides  ; 
"I'll  give  them  Pastors,"   was  the  word, 
Pastors  Thy  hand  provides. 

And  hast  Thou  given  to  this  Thy  flock, 
One  whom  Thy  heart  approves, — ■ 

Perfect  Thy  work,   O  God  our  Rock, 
Bless  him  where'er  he  moves. 

Still  to  his  trembling  soul  reveal 

All  that  his  Lord  commands  ; 
And  from  Christ's  fullness  make  him  feel 

Strength  to  his  heart  and   hands. 

When   love  to  Jesus  shall  have  led 

To  feed  his  dear  bought  sheep, 
O  let  not  one   ungained,   unfed, 

Leave  him  to  mourn  and    weep. 


DR.    DANA  S    HYMNS  17 

On   the    Return    of   Rain 

After  a  distressing  Drought.     Sung  at  the  South  Church. 

To  Him  who  formed  the    rain, 

And  drops  of  gentle  dew, 
Let  every  hill  and  plain 

Their  joyful  praise    renew. 
Let  youth  and  age  their  notes   combine, 
And  every  living  creature  join. 

When  God,  by  sin  constrained, 

Burns  up  the  fruitful  ground, 
Who  dares  impeach  His  hand  ? 

Yet  who  can  bear  His  frown  ! 
He  stays  the  showers  ;  all   Nature  mourns, — 
And  man  and   beast, — till  rain  returns. 

O  why  does  man   provoke 

The  All-sustaining  Power  ! 
And  why  beneath  the  stroke, 

His  soul  relent  no  more  ! 
While  lowing  herd,  and  every  field, 
Cry  in  his  ears, — Repent  and  yield  ! 

But  see  where  Mercy   comes 

In  clouds  of  generous  rain  ! 
Earth  feels  its  genial  powers, 

The  hills  are  green  again. 
O  shout  His  praise  through  earth  abroad, — 
What  shall  we  render  to  our  God  ? 

Be  every  heart  reclaimed 

And  yield  to   His  control  ; 
While  heavenly  love  imbibed 

Flows  out  from  soul  to  soul. 
Thus  we  its  praises  best  proclaim, 
And  bless  the  Father's  gracious  Name. 


Woes  and  Deliverance. 

Issued  in  a  religious  paper. 
Lord,   what  a  train  of  direful   woes, 

Has  visited  our   land, 
So  favored  once  with  calm  repose, 

And  Thy  protecting  hand  ! 


18  DR.    DANA  S    HYMNS. 

Sure  there's  a  cause  ;  for  ne'er  didst  Thou 

In  grieving  take   delight ; 
Our  sins  have  pulled  our  judgments  down,- 

Thy  judgments,   Lord,  are  right. 

Yet  never  have  our  sufferings  reached 

The  measure  of  our  crimes  ; 
And  now  deliverance  strangely  comes 

To  cheer  the  darkest  times. 

Shall  we  again  thy  laws   contemn, 

And  with  the  heathen  join  ? 
Will  not  Thy  wrath  to  fiercest  flame, 

Our  guilty  land  consign  ? 

Wake  us,  O  God,  to  sober  thought ; 

Bid  hearts  of  stone  relent ; 
And   Piety  and  Virtue  joined. 

Fulfil   Thy  great  intent. 


Epitaphs,   written  by  request :  - 

In   memory  of 
The  Rev.  Nathaniel  Rogers,  who  was 
more  than  47  years  a  faithful  and  beloved 
Pastor  of  the  first  Church  &  congregation  in 
this  place  :   Colleague  the  first  18  years  with 
his  venerable  Father,  the  Rev.  John  Rogers  of 
precious  memory,  whose  dust  lies  near  :   Alone 
in  office  after,  until  death  translated  him  to 
the  high  reward  of  his  labours.      He  slept  in 
Jesus,   May  10,  A.  D.  1775,  2£,t.  74. 
A   mind  profoundly  great,   a  heart  that  felt 
The  ties  of  nature,   friendship  and  humanity  ; 
Distinguished  wisdom,   dignity  of  manners, 
Those  marked  the   man  ;   but  with  superior  grace 
The   Christian  shone  in  faith  and   heavenly  zeal, 
Sweet  peace,  true  greatness,  and  prevailing  prayer. 

Dear  man  of  God  !   with  what  strong  agonies 
He  wrestled  for  his  flock  and  for  the  world, 
And   like   Apollos,  mighty  in   the  Scriptures, 
Opened  the  mysteries  of  love  divine, 
And  the  great  name  of  Jesus. 
Warm  from  his  lips  the  heavenly  doctrine  fell, 


DR.    DANA  S     HYMNS.  19 

And  numbers  rescued  from  the  jaws  of  hell, 
Shall  hail  him  blest  in  realms  of  light  unknown, 
And  add  immortal  lustre  to  his  crown. 

For  the  tombstone  of  Mrs.  Lucy  [Rogers]  Farley,  who 
was  daughter  of  the  Rev.  Nathaniel  Rogers,  and  died  soon 
after  her  babe,  in  1789, — he  wrote  : 

As  vernal  storms  both  tree  and  fruit  destroy, 
So  death,  thee  Lucy  and  thy  budding  joy. 
Farewell!  for  thee  each  feeling  heart  shall  mourn, 
And  oft  to  mind  thy  friendly  soul    return. 

Mrs.  Mary  Dana,  his  wife,  died  April  13,  1803  ;  and    his 
words,  upon  the  headstone  at  her  grave, — 
By  Jesus  and  his  friends  beloved, 
And  in  afflictions  furnace    proved, 
Her  soul  went  forth  to  meet  her  Lord  ; 
The  flesh  at  rest  waits  His  reviving  word. 
Blest  is  that  heart  of  love,  that  virtue  pure  ; 
And  long  their  precious  memory  will  endure. 

Mrs.  Elisabeth,  wife  of  Ephraini  Brown,  died,  1824: 
Lamented  friend  !  the  bursting  tear 
Still  speaks  thy  worth,   proclaims  thee  dear 
In  active  life,  in  death  still  more  ; 
O  to  mourn  rightly  and  adore. 

Mary  Souther,  1824,  whose  early  and  happy  departure  was 

long,  long  referred  to  : 

Happy  the  heart  by  grace  inclined 
Early  to  leave  the  world  behind, 
And   follow  wisdom  ;   now  she  knows 
The   heaven  that  from   religion   flows. 


Marriage    Hymn. 

Sung  at  an    Ipswich    wedding. 

To   Him  who  formed  the  Mind 

Attuned  to  social  love, 
And  bade  the  first  made  pair, 
The  joy  of  union  prove, 
Let  praise,   by  man  and  woman  given. 
Harmonious  rise,  and  reach  high  heaven. 


20  DR.    DANA  S    HYMNS. 

Blest  be  that  pitying  eye 

Which  looked  on  lonely  man  ; 
And  gave  a  bosom    friend 

To  share  his  joy  and  pain. 
Down  through  all  time  the  gift  extends, 
Till  Heaven  to  man  a  helpmeet  sends. 

O  send  a  virtuous  love 

Which  crowns  the  nuptial  state  ; 
That  sentiment  inspire 

Which  forms  a  bliss  complete. 
Grant  every  grace,  and  gift  beside, 
To  bless  the  bridegroom  and  the  bride. 

Give  her  in  man  to  find 

A  rest  from  tender  fears,* 
While  she,  discreet  and  kind, 

Shall  soften  all  his  cares. 
Thus  hand  in  hand,   blessing  and  blest, 
O  let  them  walk  to  heavenly    rest. 

Thus  let  the  ties  of  love, 

To  virtue  sacred  be, 
And  double  strength  afford, 

To  speak  and  act  for  Thee. 
See,  gracious   Heaven,  the  compact  sealed, 
Nor  let  Thy  mercy  be  witheld. 

And  Thou,  whom  Cana's  shore 

Once  saw  a  marriage  guest, 
And  where  creating   power 

With  wine  enriched  the  feast, — 
O  come  !   and   more   than  wine  impart, 
Come  shed   pure  joy  in  every   heart. 

•Ruth   l:   S,  9.     And    Naomi  said    unto    her   two  daughters The  Lord 

grant  you  that  ye  may  find  rest,  each  of  you  in  the  house  of   her    husband;   then 
she  kissed  them;   and  they  lifted  up  their  voice  and  wept. 


-*4*®«H" 


DR.    DANA'S    HYMNS  21 


Cexfual  3tlgmn«. 


Composed  by  Dr.  Dana  during  the  latest  years  of  his  valued  life; 

and  copied  and  treasured  by  his  daughter  Anna  Dana. 

(See  Introduction.) 


The  Lord's  Prayer. 

Father,   who  dwell'st  in   Heaven  above, 
There  filling  every  heart  with  love, 
With  reverence  be  Thy  name  adored, — 
Advance  Thy  kingdom,    Holy   Lord. 

And  as  in   Heaven  all  bosoms  spring 
To  meet  the  pleasure  of  their  King, 
So  here  on  earth  may  all  unite 
To  do  Thy  will  with  pure  delight. 

In   love  our  daily  wants  relieve  ; 
And   our  unnumbered   faults  forgive. 
As   we  show  mercy,   may  we  find 
Thee  ever  gracious,  ever  kind. 

Think  of  the  snares  on  every  side 
Spread  for  our  souls,   and  be  our  Guide, - 
Our  sure  defence  ;  we've  none  but  Thee 
From  evil  to  preserve   us  free. 

The  kingdom  and  the  power  are  Thine  ; 
Thine  is  the  glory,  and  shall  shine 
Through  wide  creations  utmost  bound, — 
Amen,   let  all  the  earth   resound. 


Let  Him  Minister. 

Matt,   xx,   25-2S. 

Come  see   His  heart   who  came  to  save, 
The  genius  of  His  kingdom  see 

Here  in  the  sketch   which  once  he    gave 
Of  what    His  followers  all   must  be  : — 

Ye  know  in  what  oppressive  state 
The  gentile  princes  all  are  seen  : 


22  dr.  dana's  hymns. 

And  they  who  rank  among  the  great, 
What  proud  dominion  they   maintain  ; 

But  no  such  thoughts  shall  ye  admit, 
Nor  be  your  brethren  so  depressed  ; 

He  who  among  you  would  be   great, 
Must  minister  to  all  the  rest. 

Let  him  who  would  be  chief  in   place, 
A  willing  servant  be  to  all  ; 

For  this  with  pleasure  set  his  face  ; 
This  his  chief  honor  let  him  call. 

Even  as  your  Saviour  left  the  skies, 
Not  to  be  honored  but  to  serve, 

And  for  the  lowest  stoops  and  dies, 
Their  lives  to  ransom  and  preserve  ! 

Lord,    how  this  world  would  be  reformed. 

Were  all  content  to  learn  of  Thee  ; 
And  all  Thy  servants  duly  warmed 

With  excellence  beyond   degree. 

Then  shame  our  self-exalting  airs  ; 

All   heathen   stateliness  remove  ; 
Give  us  the  lowly  mind   like  theirs 

Who  the   Redeemer  know  and   love. 


The    New    Commandment. 

John   xiii,   34. 

Thy  new  commandment,   gracious    Lord. 
In  new  indeed  ;  even   in  the   Word 

Of   Revelation   nowhere    found, 
Till  to  the  men  who  Thee  had  known, 
Thy   holy  pleasure  now  was  shone 

Thenceforth  throughout  the  earth  to    sound. 

This  standard,    Lord,   of  mutual  love. 
How   it  ascends    all   rules   above 

Which  men  had  known  or  prophets  taught  .' 
Till   Thy  own   love   to  men   appeared, 
Never  on  earth   was  seen  or  heard 

Such   love,   or  met  a   human  thought. 


DR.    DANA  S     HYMNS.  23 

But  now  'tis  known  how  strong  its  claim 
To  be  a  pattern  ;   all  must  aim 

That  Christ's  example  be  obeyed  ; 
No  common  kindness  must  be  thought 
Enough  for  those  who  have    the  lot 

To  see  their  Saviour's  heart  displayed. 

Then  let  me  view   His  wondrous  love, 

All  lengths,  and  breadths,   and  heights  above, 

Behold  and  feel  its  matchless  worth. 
It  seeks  the  lost  where  not  a  thought 
Toward   Him  had  moved,  and  where  was  naught 

But  wretchedness  to  call  it  forth. 

For  enemies   His  life   He  gave, 
From  guilt,  depravity  to  save, 

And  bring  them  to  a   better  mind  ; 
Content  to  see   His  mercy  spurned, 
And  not  a  spark  of  love  returned, 

Till  struck   by   love  immensely   kind. 

But  when  beneath  His  forming  hand, 
One  virtuous  sentiment  is  gained, 

With  what  complacence  'tis  beheld  ; 
His  heart  receives,  communes,  exalts, 
Forgives  a  thousand,   thousand  faults, — 

Eternal   friendship   now  impelled. 

His  love,   how  patiently  it  bears 
Their  many  failures  ;   how  it  spares 

Lest  at  full  sight  their  heart  should   faint  ; 
Yet  faithful  to  reprove  and  cure 
Their  faults,   till   by  his   conduct  sure, 

Each  shall  in   Heaven  appear  a  saint. 

Lord,   what  are  we  to  think  of  love 
Akin  to  Thine,   yet  sure  to  move 

In  sweet  accord   when  Thine  is  felt  ; 
Help  us  to  keep  it  well  in  sight, 
Viewed  with  new  wonder  and  delight, 

Till  we   into  its  likeness  melt. 

Help  us  to  seek  the  lost  ;   nor  count 
Even  life  too  dear  in  the  amount. 
Their  souls  to  rescue  and   reclaim; 


24  DR.    DANA.  S     HYMNS. 

Or  bring  an  enemy  to  know 
Sweet  peace  with  heavenly  love  below, 
And  life  eternal  through   Thy  Name  ! 

O  for  complacency  like  Thine, 
At  once  to  meet  each  lovely  sign 

Of  virtue,  though  in  feeble  form  ; 
The  bruised  reed  let  me  not  break, 
Nor  ever  let  my  love  forsake 

Thy  dear  disciples, — cold  or  warm. 


Love    Fulfilling   the    Law. 

Romans  xiii,   10. 

And  is  it   Love  fulfills  the  Law  ? 

Love  which  to  God  the  heart  can  draw, 

And  then  to  man,   as  Christ   commands  ? 
Love,  acting  out  each  friendly  part 
By   Love  required,   with   friendly  heart, 

With   ready  feet  and  willing  hands. 

Then  never  let  my  spirit  rest 

In  outward  forms,   which   at  the  best 

No  sentiment  of   Love  convey  ; 
Be  it  my  care  true   Love  to  know  : 
From   Heaven,  O   Lord,   Thy  grace  bestow. 

Then   I'll  substantially  obe\  . 

Then,   all  obedience  to  the    Word, 
Will  give  true  honor  to  my   Lord, 

In   pure  affection  all  discharged  ; 
How  pleasant    too,   in  every    part. 
F.'en   to  the   unworthy,   when  the    heart 

With    Love  sincere  is  so   enlarged. 

Come  that  blest  day  when   Love  shall   reign, 
Twixt   man  and  man,   from   hill  to  plain, 

For  Jesus'   sake,   and   like  to    His  ; 
When  every  social   act  shall  be 
An  act  of   Love,    unfeigned   and   free  ;  — 

Shall  earth  behold   a  day    like  this  ? 

It   shall  !   and  blessed  be  the    Word 
That  so  proclaims  it  from  the    Lord  : 
Be  every  thoughtful  bosom  fired  ; 


DR.    DANA  S    HYMNS  25 

Awake,    my  heart,  and  long  and  pray 
That  virtue  may  have  fullest  sway — 
Virtue  by  purest  Love  inspired. 


The  Far    Different    Law. 

Matt,  v,  43. 

To  love  her  friends  and  hate  her   foes, 

Is  just  the  virtue  nature  knows  ; 

But  man's  great  Teacher,  Christ  from  Heaven, 

A  law  far  different  has  given. 

Love  your  worst  enemies,   he  cries, — 
And  if  they  curse  you,   lift  your  eyes 
That  blessings  may  on  them  descend  ; 
Or,   if  they   hate  you,  them  befriend. 

Thus  shall  ye  be,   and  thus  appear, 
Children  of   Him  whom  angels  fear; 
What  kindness   He  on  all  bestows, — 
See  in   what  liberal  streams  it  flows. 

A  love  to  favorites  confined, 
Betrays  a  too  contracted  mind  ; 
And  who  hereafter  will  reward 
Such  kindness  ?     Surely  not  the   Lord. 

Keep  then  your  Father's  love  in  view, 
And  let  your  own  like   His  extend. 

Lord  Jesus,  all  our  hearts    renew, 

And  stamp  this  law  till  time   shall  end. 


The  Young  Ruler's  Question. 

Matt,   xix,  16.     Luke  xvrii,  iS. 

See  the  young   Ruler  deep  in  thought, 
Modest,   respectful  ;   how  he  sought 

Instruction  from  the  Lord. 
Tell   me,   good   Master,   what  good    thing 
Me   to  eternal  life  will    bring  ; 

I'll  do  it  at  Thy  word. 

Jesus,   to  prove   him,   thus  replies  : 

The  precepts  are  before  thy  eyes, 

Do  these  not  show  the  wav  ? 


26  dr.  dana's  hymns. 

If  all,  in    piety    sincere, 
Have  been  fulfilled,  then   persevere, 
And   Heaven  will  thee  repay. 

All  these  I've  kept  from  early    youth, 
The  Ruler  said,  perhaps  with  truth 

If  outward  acts  were  all  ; 
But,  had  that  love  the  law  enjoined 
Reigned  in  his  bosom,   filled  his  mind  ? 

Let  him  his  life  recall. 

One  thing  thou  lackest,   Jesus    said, 
Canst  thou,  by  pure  obedience   led, 

Give  up  thy  earthly  all  ? 
And  for  the   hope  of  Heaven  to  come 
Now  follow  me  while  earth's  my    home, 

And  count  all  suffering  small? 

The  youth  was  grieved  ;   'twas  hard  to  think 
Of  losing   Heaven,   and  yet  to  drink 

Of  such  a  cup  as  this 
Required  a  love  to  him  unknown  ; 
Required  a  heart  to  earth  less  prone, 

Less  flattered  with  its    bliss. 

Ye  modest,   amiable  young, 
Unblatned  in  act,  correct  in  tongue, 

Still  search  your  inmost  mind  ; 
If  earthly  good  be  there  supreme, 
Christ  and   His  Cross  are  not  your  theme. 

Salvation's  left  behind, 


Forgiveness,  the  Gospel's  Praise. 

Matt,   vi,    14 

Forgive,  the  blessed   Saviour  said. 
And  see  what  stress  he    lays 

On   this  command,   in  various  forms, — 
This  is  the  Gospel's  praise. 

If  ye  forgive  not  how  shall   ye 

To  God  for  pardon   look ; 
Your  numerous  sins  will  still   remain 

Unblotted   from    His  book. 


DR.    DANA  S     HYMNS.  27 

While  those  who  practice  this  command, 

In  spirit  and  in  deed, 
With  humble  confidence  will  stand 

From  heavenly  censure    freed. 

So  Jesus  taught,   and  with   His  word 

Did  all   His  deeds    agree  ; 
What  meekness  through   His  life  was   seen, 

And  on  that  mournful    Tree. 

Father,  forgive  them  !   thus  He  plead, 

For  those  who  nailed   Him  there  ; 
And  soon,  when  risen  from  the  dead, 

His  murderers  were  His  care.     (Luke  xxiv,  47.) 

Well  might  disciples  in  the    view 

Of  this  great  precept  say  : 
Increase  our  Faith,   for  how  shall  we 

Without  that  help  obey. 

But  what  can  strengthen  every  heart 

All  injuries  to  forgive, 
Like  faith  in  Jesus,  pleading  there 

That   His  worst  foes  might  live  ! 


To    Whom  shall  we  Go? 

John  vi,  66-69. 

While  crowds  draw  back  who    once  were  seen 

Flocking  to  hear  My  word, 
I  turn  to  you.,   distinguished   men, 

Will  ye  forsake  the  Lord  ? 

O  no  !      Where  can  the   Words  of  Life 

Be  found,  except  with  Thee? 
Eternal   Life, — 'tis  Thine  to   teach, 

And  Thine  to  give  most  free. 

Away  from  Thee  we  seek  in  vain 

Salvation  to  our    souls  ; 
No  word  of  man  that  balm  can  bring 

Which  our  disease  controls. 

Yes,    we    believe   and    we    are    sure. 
By    what    our  eyes    behold, 


28  DR.    DANA'S     HYMNS. 

Thou  art  the  Son  of  God  most  dear, — 
The  Christ  so  long   foretold. 

To  such  a  Saviour,  such  a  Friend, 

May  we  forever  cleave  ; 
And  while  our  hopes  on  Thee  depend, 

Cease  not  our  lives  to  give.         [1826.] 


Peter  on  the  Day  of  Pentecost. 

He  spake  and  soon  with  dark  distress, 
Their  conscious  hearts  were  filled  : 

What  shall  we  do?  our  wicked  hands 
The   Prince  of  Life  have  killed  ! 

For  crimes  like  this,  what  can  remain 

But  sorrow  and  despair? 
Hide  us  ye  rocks  !     Ye  mountains  screen 

From  wrath  which  none  can  bear  ! 

But  how  the  blood,   so  vilely  spilt, 
Speaks  better  things,   and  pleads 

For  wretches  stained   with  crimson  guilt, — 
Pardon  for  all  their  deeds  :  — 

Only  repentance  be  your  care. 

Repent, — and  own  your   Lord  ; 
Ye,   too,   the  heavenly  gift  shall  share  : 

Hear  thou  the  Saviour's  word  ! 

They   heard,   and  with  astonished   minds. 
Three  thousand  souls    obeyed  ; 

And   every  one  in  Jesus  finds, 
A   Saviour's  heart  displayed. 

In   blest  communion  from  that  hour 
In  breaking  bread  and   prayers. 

In  firm  adherence  to  their   Lord, 

They  passed  their  months- and  years. 

And   can  such  blessings  come  to   me. 

Thou  ott  rejected   Lord  ? 
Then   pierce   my  heart  that   I   may  be 

To  best  effect   restored.  [1S24.J 


DR.    DANA  S    HYMNS  2y 

Avenge  Not. 

Romans  xii,   19,  20,   21. 

Beloved  in  our  common   Lord, 
Would  you  obey  His  heavenly   Word, 

Never  your  own  avenger  be  ; 
Whatever  wrongs  your  hearts  oppress, 
Even  though  on  earth  there's  no  redress, 

Let  not  the  sun  your  vengeance  see. 

Rather  from  angry   men  retire, 
If,   haply,  that  may  cool  their  ire, 

Nor  dare  assume  the  sovereign  place  ; 
Think  who  of  old  was  heard  to  say, — 
Vengeance  is  Mine,   I  will  repay  ; 

Hear  it  and  meekly  veil   thy  face. 

The  man  in  fury  now  arrayed, 

May  come  to  want  thy  friendly   aid, — 

And  be  it  cheerfully  bestowed. 
Feed  him  and  cheer  his  fainting  heart, 
Freely  to  all   his  wants  impart, 

As  though  he'd  done  thee  naught  but  good. 

Kindness  unfeigned   and   kindly  shed, 
Shall  be  like  fire   upon  his  head, 

And  bring  him,  too,  a  better  mind. 
Revenge  like  this,  let  christians  take, 
In  pure  compassion,   for   His  sake 

Who   His  worst  foes  could  so  befriend. 

Be  not  by  evil   made  unkind, 
But  with  a   firm,   unshaken   mind 

O'ercome  it   by  repaying  good; 
In  each  contention   persevere  ; 
'Tis  like  your  Saviour, — hold   Him  dear  , 

Nor  shall   your  love  be  all  withstood. 


How    to  Give. 

Matt,  vi,  1-5. 

Take  heed,   the  heavenly  Teacher  said, 
Do  not  your  alms  for  men  to  see  ; 


30  DR.    DANA  S    HYMNS. 

Nor  ever  let  your  prayer  be  made, 
That  fervent  you  may  seem  to   be. 

Can  such  ambitions,   Lord,    prevail, 
And  mingle  with  the   prayer  we  do  ? 

Will  they,  still  reigning,  surely  fail 
Of  heaven,  and  leave  us  far   below? 

Then  wake  our  minds  to  sober  thoughts, 
And  bid  our  inmost  hearts  declare — 

In  all  the  good  which   we   have   wrought, - 
What  was  our  first  and  chiefest  care. 

Was  it  to  do  what  God  approves, 
Or  to  obtain  the  praise  of  men  ? 

And  what  are  now  our  highest  aims, — 
Do  they  declare  us  born  again  ? 

Grant,    Lord,   that  singleness  of    heart, 
Which  love  of  duty  can    create  ; 

Unhallowed  views  will  then    depart, 
Good   hope  increase,   and  fears  abate. 


How  to  Give.  II. 

Rom.   xii,  S.     Counterpart  of  jhe  preceding, 

How  oft  the  Gospel  recommends 

Giving  to  him  that  needs  ; 
And   here  the   Lord  instruction  sends. 

How  to  perform  such  deeds  : 

Give  in  simplicity  of  thought, 

And  let  the  single  aim 
Of  doing  good  as  Chrst  has  taught. 

Thy  whole  attention  claim. 

Let   no  unhallowed  views  of  thine, 

Deprave  a  work  so  good  ; 
If  deeds  of  mercy   be  required, 

In   mercy  be  they  showed. 

In   pure  compassion  let  the  heart 
Melt  while  the  hands  relieve, 

And  come  most  cheerful  to  the  part 
Of  soothing  them  that  grieve. 


DR.    DANA  S     HYMNS.  31 

Such  kindness  is  by   God  approved  ; 

It  comforts  those  that  mourn  ; 
It  blesses,  and  it  shall  receive 

A  blessing  in  return. 

How  wide  from  this  that    charity, 

Which  to  itself  still  cleaves  ; 
Bestows,   but  not  with  pitying  eye, 

And  wounds  while  it  relieves. 


The  Holy  Life. 

Romans  xii,    I,   2,   3. 

The   Holy  Life  !   what  less  can  we 
Render  for  grace  so  rich  and  free, 

Thus  speaks  the  impressive  Word. 
And  holy  living  will  require 
Body  and  soul  with  pure  desire 

Presented  to  the  Lord. 

Let  not  the  world  to  "you  give  law, 
Your  rules  from   higher  sources  draw, 

And  be  your  miads  renewed  ; 
So  shall  you  soon  with  wonder  prove 
That  perfect  law  of  heavenly  love, 

How  holy,   just  and  good. 

Still  keep  your  hearts  with  watchful  eye 
That  none  exalt  themselves  too   high 

Pray  for  a  humble    mind  ; 
'Tis  pride  that  makes  obedience  hard, — 
By  pride  the  best  we  do  is  marr'd. 

And  no  reward  can  find. 

From  pride  comes  Envy  with  her   train 
Of  passions  which,   where'er  they   reign, 

Leave  but  a  form  of  love; 
Yet  what  a   law  of  kind  regard 
To  every  creature  is  declared, — 

Help  us,   thou  Heavenly   Dove. 

Grant  us  a   meek  and  lowly  mind' 
To  all  obedience  well  inclined, 
To  all  submission    free  ; 


32  dr.  dana's   hymns. 

Then  shall  we  prove  that  perfect  rule, 
Taught  in  the  precious  Saviour's  school, 
Then  shall  we  honor   Thee. 


Kindness  to  good  people. 

Rom.  xii,    13. 

Impart  to  all, — but  with  the  saints 
Hold  a  communion  in  their  wants  ; 
And  in  your  comforts  let  them  share 
As  one  with  you,  most  loved  and  dear. 

Receive  them,  too,   while  ye  have  homes, 
And  in  your  hospitable    domes, 
Whether  of  cedar  or  of  clay, 
Drive,   as  you  can,   their  wants  away. 

Receive  all  saints  as  they  have  need, 
And  ye  can  give  them  friendly  aid  ; 
Yea,  seek  them  ;   win  their  hearts  to  cheer. 
And  hold  their  conversation  dear. 

Be  steady  in  your  mutual  love  ; 
Let  no  aspiring  thoughts  remove 
Your  hearts  from  men  of  lowly  state, 
To  court  the  friendship  of  the  great. 


The  Centurian. 

Luke  vii,    Matt.   xiii. 

Come  see  a   faith   which    Christ    approves: 
See  how  a   Roman   Captain    moves, 
When   faith   is  planted  in   his    breast, 
And    Christ  the   Lord   in  truth  confessed 

To  Jesus  he   would    fain    apply, — 
Hut  what  was  he  to  come  so  nigh 
And   make  petition  !      Would   the   Lord 
At  his  request  such   help  afford  ? 

If  holy   men   would   be  content 
His  earnest   wishes  to  present. 


DR.    DANA  S    HYMNS  33 

Who  knows  but  favor  might  be  found  ? 
They  go,  and  with  success  are  crowned. 

I'll  come  and  heal,  the  Saviour  said, — 
O  precious  word  !   life  from  the  dead. 
But  see  again  the  humble  man, 
To  Jesus  now  he  thus  began  : 

Lord,   I'm  not  worthy  Thou  shouldst  come 
Beneath  my  roof  or  near  my  home  ; 
Speak  only  and  without  delay 
Diseases  shall  the  Lord   obey. 

Here  was  great  faith,  the  Saviour  said, — 
Grant  me,   my   Lord,  a  faith  as   great, 

The  more  we  see  Thy  power   displayed, 
The  more  be  humbled  at  Thy  feet. 


Hope. 

1  John  Hi,   3. 

Hope  springs  eternal  in  the  breast. 

And  hopes  to  be  forever  blest ; 

No  waters  quenchT  no  floods  can  drown,— 

But  where's  the  Hope  which   Heaven  will  crown  ? 

A  common  hope  too  often  brings 
Neglect  of  duty,  and  the  things 
Which  fit  men  for  a  heavenly  state,— 
Often  it  makes  them  more  unmeet. 

There  is  a  hope  which  mends  the  heart, 
And  thus  will  to  the  life  impart 
A  Christ  like  purity,  and  still 
Wake  new  obedience  to   His    will. 

From  living  faith  it  springs  and    grows, — ■ 
True  faith  in  Him  whom  now  the  eye 

Views  in   His  glory;   views  and  knows 
What   Heaven  it  must  be  to  enjoy. 

To  Him  the  soul  at  once  goes  forth, 

Living  for  Him  is  now  its  scope, 
To  bear  His  likeness  and   behold 

God  as   He  is — its  dearest  hope. 


34  DR.    DANA  S    HYMNS. 

Hope  founded  on  the  word  of  grace, 
Its  promise  will  at  once  embrace 
The  heaven  it  offers  and  the  road 
Of  holiness,  which  leads  to  God. 

That  heavtnly  road  is  now  pursued  ; 
All  other  paths  with  trembling    viewed ; 
The  holy  heaven,   kept  in  full  light, 
Attempers  all  things  to  his   sight. 

Lord,  for  this  hope  so  marked,  so  sprung. 
No  more  be  my  salvation  hung 
On  what  before  the  tempest  flies  ; 
Grant  me  the   Hope  which  purifies. 


The  Golden   Rule. 

Matt,  vii,    12. 

Do  ye  to  others  what  ye  would 
That  men  should  do  to  you  :  — 

So  spake  the  Saviour,   and  to  Him 
Full  confidence  is  due. 

Lord,  what  a  Golden  Rule  is  this. 

So  just  and  yet  so  kind, 
Comprising  all  we  owe  to  men, 

And  leaving  naught  behind. 

Yet  simple  for  our  own  desires 

May  show  us  what  to  do  ; 
Knowing  what  we  ourselves  would  choose. 

We  need  no  farther  go. 

What  blessings  men  to  men  would  prove 

Were  this  great  rule  obeyed, 
And  how  transformed  will  earth  appear. 

When   all  by  this  are  swayed. 

O  write  upon   my  tablet,   Lord, 

This  constant  Rule  for  me, 
Nor  let  a  law  so  pure,  so  plain. 

Ever  perverted  be. 

Grant  me  a   reasonable  mind. 
Suppress  all  selfish  aims  ; 


DR.    DANA  S     HYMNS.  35 

Nor  let  my  heart  refuse  to  give 
What  for  itself  it  claims. 


Doing    Heartily. 

Col.  iii,   28.     Compare   1   Peter  ii,   18. 

Would  we  a  precious  secret  learn, 
How  to  attend  to  each  concern 
Of  common  life,  and  through  the  whole 
Profit,   not  harm,  the  immortal  soul  ? 

Do  all  for  Christ,  thy  rightful  Lord, 
In  pure  obedience  to  His    word, 
In  pure  subservience  to   His  ends, — 
This  the  true  Oracle  commends. 

Do  it  most  cheerfully    for  Him  ; 
All  must  who  bear  Him  due  esteem, 
Or  feel  what  He  in  love  has  done, 
That  we  might  stand  before  the  throne. 

The  humblest  labors  thus  will  rise 
To  holy  offerings,   in  the  eyes 
Of  God  approved,   virtue  still  reigns 
And   growing  purity  attains. 

The  hardest  labors  thus  will  prove 
Labors  of  gratitude  and  love, 
All  sweet  and  pleasant, — more  and  more 
With  Him  in  view  whom  saints  adore. 

Servants  to  men,  here  comfort  find 
When  earthly  masters  are  unkind  ; 
Do  all  in  love  to  Christ  your  Lord, — 
He  will  be  pleased,   and   He  reward. 


Seek  First  the  Kingdom. 

Matt,   vi,   53. 

Begone  that  care  of  earthly  things, 
That  sets  them  in  the  highest  place; 

And  turns  immortal  minds  away 

From  seeking  Heaven  and  saving  grace. 


36  dr.  dana's   hymns. 

The  heathen  thus  were  filled  with  care  ; 

Thus  they  neglect  and  wrong  their  souls  ; 
But  let  me  from  my  Saviour  hear 

Counsel  which  all  excess  controls. 

Seek  first  the   Kingdom  of  your  God, 

Where  grace  and  truth  from   heaven  are  brought, 
That  righteousness  His  word  proclaims, 

Passing  all  virtue  men  have   taught. 

Then  will  your  heavenly   Father  give 
That  good  by  which  your  souls  shall  live, 
And  will,  besides,   most  surely  grant 
Whate'er  He  sees  his  children  want. 

Lord,  drive  our  restless  cares  away, 
By  that  blest  care  Thy    Word  enjoins  ; 

Remove  the  cause  by  which  we  stray  ; 
To  heavenly  things  attract  our  minds. 

So,  called  this  glorious  thing  to  seek, 
No  more  be  my  first  cares  bestowed 

On  outward  wants,  or  aught  beside 
Which  cannot  bring  my  soul  to  God. 


Two  Masters. 

Matt,   vi,   24. 

Oh,  if  the  Living  God    were  known, 
How  would  the  world  confess 

Their  whole  hearts  due  to  Him  alone, 
Nor  think  of  offering  less. 

But,   ah  !   how  oft  does  man  consent 

His  homage  to  divide 
'Twixt  God  and  idols,   and  still   hope 

Heaven  will  not  be  denied. 

Deceived  soul,  thy  rightful   Lord 
Tells  thee  thy  hope  is  vain  ; 

Service  to   Him  must  be  entire, 
Or  no  acceptance  gain. 

Nor  canst  thou  while  another  lord 
Within  thy  heart  bears  sway, 


DR.    DANA  S    HYMNS  37 

To  God  substantial  service  give, 
Or  faithfully  obey. 

But  as  where  love  of  God  prevails, 

Idols  can  ne'er  be   prized, 
So  by  one  lust  the  Lord  supreme, 

Will  come  to  be  despised. 

Convince  me,   Lord,  and  let  me  not 

The  foolish  thought  conceive, 
That   I  can  serve  my  God,  and  still 

To  earth  and  idols  cleave. 


What  shall  it  Profit? 

Matt,   xvi,  26. 

What  if  in  wealth  a  man  should  rise, 
To  all  that's  seen  below  the  skies, 

And  yet  his  soul  meantime  be  lost, — 
Wherewith  shall  he  that  loss  retrieve? 
What  has  he  in  exchange  to  give, 

Or,  of  redemption,   pay  the  cost? 

Lord  Jesus,   with  persuasive  power, 
Bring  home  this  word  each  day  and  hour, 

To  wake  my  heart  and  make  me  wise  ; 
Am   I  still   hazarding  my  soul 
By  spurning  a   Divine    control, 

Or  slighting  the  immortal  prize! 

Think  of  the  numbers  now  ensnared, 
Clinging  to  earth  with  chief  regard, 

The  great  Salvation  put  away ; 
Plunging  in  death  bright  gems  to  find, 
And  holy  living  all  behind, 

Repentance  left  to  future  day. 

Can  Thy  compassion  stretch  its  hand, 
To  save  the  men  who  thus  withstand 

Thy  counsel  and  Thy  boundless  grace  ? 
O  come  and  open  every  eye 
To  see  what's  wisdom,   lest  we  die, 

And  for  Redemption  find  no  place. 


38  dr.  dana's  hymns. 

Confessing  Christ. 

Matt,  x,  32. 

What  condescension  is  it,   Lord, 
Thus  to  requite  our  owning   Thee 

Whom  angels  bless  with  sweet  accord, 
And  without  ceasing  bend  the  knee. 

Sure  all  who  truly  Thee  confess, 
Know  'tis  their  glory  Thine  to  express; 
And  feel  how  wretched  they  would  be 
Without  an  interest  in  Thee. 

Yet  Thy  compassion   will  regard 
All  suffering  and  speeches  hard, 
Which  for  Thy  sake  have  been  endured, 
And  here  against  them  has   insured. 

All  loss  by  these  Thou  wilt  repair, 
And  well  Thy  word  calms  every  fear  ; 
To  be  in   Heaven  thus  owned  by  Thee, 
Infinite  recompense    will  be. 

May  I,  my  Lord,  confess  Thy  name, 
Not  in  base  word,  but  word  and  deed  ; 

For  O,   if  both  speak  not  the  same, 
What  promises  have   I  to  plead  ! 

But  when  such  worthiness    demands 
My  lips,   my   life,   my  heart,   my  hands, 
And  when  such  joys  are  set  in    view, 
May  I  be  ever  firm  and  true. 


The  Earnest  of  the  Heavenly  Inheritance. 

Eph.  i,   14. 

How  condescending  is  the  Lord, 

To  have  a  promise   in   His    Word 

Of  Heaven,  to  all  who  fear  His  name, 

Yet  more  than  promise  shows  their  claim. 

They  have  an  earnest  of  that  Heaven, 
In  the  good  Spirit  God  has  given  ; 
Sure  pledge,  sweet  foretaste  of  that  bliss, - 
That  life  which  follows  after  this. 


DR.    DANA  S     HYMNS.  39 

They  need  no  voice  from  Heaven  to  tell 
That  they  with  Christ  shall  surely  dwell  ; 
Even  now  their  souls  to  Him   ascend, 
In  love  and  union  ne'er  to  end. 

Even  now  the  joy  their  spirits  feel, 
In  living  to  their  Saviour's  will, 
In  drawing  near  with  humble  love, 
Show  what  they'll  meet  in  realms  above. 

Though  all's  imperfect  here  below, 
'Tis  of  the  kind  pure  spirits   know  ; 
And  surely  shall  perfected    be 
When  from   the  ties  of  earth  they're  free. 

But,   ah  !  how  vain  is  every  hope, 

Even  though  it  seems  from  Heaven  to  drop, 

If  no  such  earnest  yet  attend, — 

No  such  good  Spirit  yet  descend  ! 


Offending  in   One  Point. 

James  ii,   10. 

Faithful  obedience  and  sincere, 
Though  at  the  best  imperfect  here, 
Yet  aims  in  all  things  to    fulfil, 
Without  reserve,   the  Master's  will. 

No  part  of  duty,  clearly  known, 
Will  be  allowedly  undone  ; 
Nor  covered  vice,  nor  darling  sin, 
Be  wilfully  persisted  in. 

It  must  be  so  where  holy  love 
Hath  been  implanted  from  above  ; 
If  but  one  darling  sin  is  spared, 
There  is  no  love,   no  pure  regard. 

There's  none  in  ail  the  observance  paid 
In  other  points,   no  laws  obeyed 
With  true  affection,   while  to  one 
Wilful  dishonor  still  is  done. 

"  Guilty  of  all,"  then,  they  must  stand, 
Who   will    reject  their  Lord's  command 


40  DR.    DANA  S     HYMNS. 

In  one  point,— for  in  none  beside 
Have  they  substantially  complied. 

Rouse  me,  0  Lord,  let  my  desire 
To  keep  Thy   precepts  be  entire  ; 
Lest  the  same  character  should  fall 
On  me  at  last,—"  Guilty  of    all  !" 


Importunity. 

Luke  xi,  8. 

A  bare  permission,   Lord,  to  seek 
Thy  Holy  Spirit,   would  bespeak 

Grace  wonderfully  kind  ; 
But  greater  wonders  yet    appear, 
Strong  importunity  of  prayer 

Permitted  and  enjoined. 

Yet  when  such  blessings  may  be  sought. 
So  rich,  so  vast,  so  dearly  bought. 

And  so  extreme  our  need, 
Nature  itself  would  now  require 
Strong  and  importunate  desire, 

Which  cannot  cease  to    plead. 

Cold  prayers  for  heaven  and  heavenly  grace. 
How  they  diminish  and  debase 

Blessings  of  boundless  worth  ; 
Can  these  find  answers  from  above, 
And  duty  thank  the  God  of  Love, 

Or  set  his   His  glory    forth  ? 

How  natural,  then,   is  such  a  test, 
Whether  the  blessing  which  we  request 

Be  duly  prized  and   dear  ; 
And  if  at  times  even  friends   must  wait, 
Till  they  more  fervently  entreat, 

Let  this  not  seem  severe. 

No,   rather  let  them  meekly  say, 
Have  not  our  spirits  grieved  away 
The   Spirit  of  Thy  grace 


DR.    DANA  S    HYMNS 


41 


By  too  much  love  to  earthly    things, 
From   whence  a  coldness  surely  springs, 
To  what  is  first  in  place. 

Thus  to  be  roused  and  in  their  prayer, 
May  all  those  thousands  have  a  share, 

Who,   rolling  in  their  blood, 
Yet  do  not  ask  for  saving  grace, — 
Yea,  are  content  to  let  it  pass, 

And  leave  them  far  from  God. 


42  DR.    DANA  S    HYMNS. 


Sung  at  Dr.  Dana's  Funeral. 

The  following  Hymn  is  included  in  the  "  Order  of  Exercises  at  the  Funeral  of 
the  Rev.  Joseph  Dana,  D.  D.,  Senior  Pastor  of  the  South  Church  and  Society, 
in  Ipswich,  Nov.  19,  1827.  *  *  Written  by  Dr.  Dana  for  Washington  Memorial, 
1800,  and  adapted  to  this  occasion."     [See  page  15.] 

Thou   Hope  of  Israel  !     Source  of  every  joy  ! 

Resource  when  every  joy  is  fled  ! 
Behold  thy  people  lift  a  mourning  eye, 

Their  Father,  Friend,  and  Pastor  dead. 

Thou  knowest  how  dear  this  man  of  God  we  held, 
What  blessings  through  his  hands  were  given  ; 

O  soothe  our  hearts  with  deepest  sorrow  filled, 
And  teach  us  to  submit  to  Heaven. 

Repress  each  rebel  sigh  that  dares  repine 
Or  charge  Thy  spotless  hand  with  wrong, 

Nor  let  us  thankless  to  Thy  call  resign 
The  precious  blessing  lent  so  long. 

In  grateful  memory  be  his  virtues  held, 
And  to  Thy  praise  be  long  expressed  ; 

To  imitation  be  all  hearts  impelled  ; 
Engrave  them  in  each  youthful  breast. 

Pity  the  people's  tears;  be  bounteous  still; 

Bid  other  faithful  men  arise. 
Help  Thy  young  servant  to  perform  Thy  will, 

And  late  enthrone  him  in  the  skies. 


DR.    DANA  S     HYMNS.  43 

©rtier  of  (Exercises 

At  the   Funeral  of  the  Rev.  Joseph  Dana,   D.  D.,  Senior 

Pastor  of  the  South  Church  and  Society,  Ipswich, 

November  19,    1827. 

I.  Music.     The  Dying  Christian. 

II.  Prayer. 

in.     Hymn.      Written    by  Dr.  Dana,   for  Washington 
Memorial,    1800,  and  adapted  to  this  occasion  : 
[see  page  42.] 

IV.  Sermon. 

V.  Prayer. 

VI.  Dirge. 

VII.  Benediction. 


Order  of  Procession  : 

I.     Male  children  and  youths  of  the  Town, 

II.     CORPSE. 

III.     Relations.     Ministers  of  the  Gospel. 

Strangers  of  Distinction. 

IV.     Members  of  the  Church. 

V.     Choir  of  Singers. 

VI.     Members  of  the  Society. 

VII.      Members  of  the  First  Church  and  Society  ; 

and  people  of  other  places. 

It  is  requested  that  the  whole  procession  may  be 
formed  in  couples,  male  and  female,  as  far  as  may  be 
convenient. 


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dr.  dana's   hymns. 


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The  First   Meeting-house  of  the  South    Parish,    Ipswich. 

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The  Sabbath-home  of  Dr.   Dana,    1765-1827. 


QTonfBnfs. 


Occasional  and  Memorial. 

Ode,   (M.   Humane    Society,)   1803 

Samuel,  son  of  Major  Woodbury,  1802 

Death  of  Rev.  Asahel  Huntington,  1813 

Peace,  1815 

General  Peace  Thanksgiving,  18 15 

Ordination  of  two  Missionaries,    1815 

Forefather's    Day.     1820 

Dedication,   at  Marblehead,   1825 

To  a  Youth  who  lost  a  limb,  1826 

Sixtieth  Anniversary  Ordination,  1825 

Death  of  Dr.  Payson,   1827 

Death  of  Washington 

Ordination  of  Rev.  Daniel  Fitz,  [incomplete] 

Return  of  Rain 

Woes  and  Deliverance 

Epitaphs 

Marriage  Hymn 


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Textual  : 


Lord's  Prayer  21 

Let  Him  Minister  21 

New  Commandment  22 

Love  Fulfilling  Law  24 

Far  Different  Law  25 

Forgiveness  26 

To  whom  shall  we  go  27 

Peter,   Day  of  Pentecost  28 

Avenge  not  29 

How  to  Give.     I.  29 

How  to  Give.     II.  30 

Holy  Life  31 

Kindness  to  Good  People  £2 


The  Centurion 

Hope 

Golden    Rule 

Doing  Heartily 

Seek  First  the  Kingdom 

Two  Masters 

What  shall  it  Profit 

Confessing  Christ 

The  Earnest 

Offending  in  one  point 

Importunity 

Dr.  Dana's  Funeral 

The  Meeting-house 


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